Friday, December 21, 2012

My two year old brother is a real piece of work.Since the day he was born, he’s had a thing
for music.Jambo is an emotional child;
if a tune or melody is too emotionally charged, he cries.Like seriously.But it’s not just that.. He knows what he
likes.And if he doesn’t like what’s
playing, he makes it obvious.

He’s really picky about music.

DownHere starts playing.

Jambo:“NO!”

Aprox 15 seconds into every song-

Jambo:“Don’t like
sshong!”(song)

Personally, I love DownHere.. we tried to listen to several
of their songs, working backward from newest to oldest-but Jambo refused to enjoy it.

Switchfoot starts playing.

Jambo:“NO!Don’t like sshong!”(song)

He really didn’t give them a fair chance.

I skipped Flyleaf.Too emotional for my sensitive brother ;)Interesting fact:For the first year of his life, Jambo cried
at every song I sang him to sleep with… except for Stay, by Flyleaf. This is a
cover of U2.He loves that song, almost
as much as I do.But I’ve always thought
of it as a very emotional song, soo…?

U2 starts playing.

And you can hear the unmistakable voice of The Edge’s
guitar, and Bono breathing heavily through the speakers.

Jambo:“NO!Don’t like sshong!”(song)

Ahem.Explain to me
how that makes sense.The child can’t
handle emotion, therefore cannot handle Flyleaf; nor will he listen to U2,
which is more politically opinionated rather than emotional…. But one of his
favorite songs is a U2 song covered by Flyleaf??WHAT?

We’ll give the 80’s a bit more of a shot.

Foreigner starts playing.

“Here I come, ready or not.. Here I come, ready to
ggoooo—ooo……”

Jambo:“No.., don’t
like sshong..”

At least he wasn’t quite so against Foreigner.. But it still
pains me that the kid won’t listen to Lou.

Monday, December 10, 2012

Translation: Some days, its me and the machine VS the fabric.
That's when I actually feel like I'm working WITH the machine rather than against it, which, as it turns out, can be a rather painful game to play....

But most days, its me VS the sewing machine. A battle of will and wits, and machinery obstinacy.
Yes, even the light bulb turns against me.. I have small burn scars from getting my hands stuck inside tight spots in the machine while trying to fix something.. then my fingers bump against the light and burnnnnn and I can't get them out. ow.

And needles. They break. A lot. And they attack my face. Like little demons. But that's usually a good sign that the product will turn out really interesting.. And the thread likes to freak every now and then- it magically ties these cute little knots that binds the fabric to the machine and you have to take everything apart. And sometimes the thread breaks and you don't realize you've been sewing along without thread for three minutes. That's cool.

Along with all kinds of other fun stuff..

But really, I love my machines. I give them loving pet names. My favorite machine was made in Germany, its all metal. Its really heavy, like 60lbs.. I call it the boat anchor.
My other favorite is set in a table, it can flip inside and hide. Its a freakin beast, it runs like a lawnmower.. even sounds like one. Therefore, the lawnmower.
I don't know how many machines I have.. probably too many. My favorites are all metal, none of that crappy plastic nonsense. Old machines are lovely.

"We are the children of fire, we are the lions.

We stay when all have deserted, because we were born to fight.

IGNITE IGNITE IGNITE THE WORLD..." -Oh, Sleeper

I was stitching up burlap and leather all day.. that always makes me happy, but the materials are most of the reason why the bloody machines get so temperamental. Everything went pretty smoothly today though.. except for the smoke coming out of the machine, and the needle stuck in my eye..and my finger got cut off. Nah. haha.

^ all that's left of the burlap sack I dissected..

and I'll probably convince myself to save them for something x)

All this to stitch up nontraditional fabrics with nontraditional methods, to make traditional things.. hum. worth the pain? I think yes. I put blood sweat and tears into all this Crash Landing stuff ;P
Even if I'm poor for the rest of my life, at least this satisfies the creative streak.. most of the time ;)

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I'm 374 1/2 years old, I'm fluent in Mandalorian and pig latin, I have curly hair, I'm clumsy, and I need coffee. I like to make things, I'm obsessed with music and art, I'm a vegetarian and a health nut. I am a Star Wars junkie, I love peanut butter, and I'm not a ninja. I'm (admittedly) border-line obsessive compulsive..and partially insane. I dye my hair with Smurf blood. I like movies and books.I like to be proven wrong, and I like unexpected things. I drink tea religiously.

People Say The Weirdest Things...

* (i'm making tea..)Me- "Do you want some tea, dad?"Dad- "sure. And could you put some--" (i cut him off)Me- "No, I'm not putting bourbon in your tea."(it's been a rough day ;) but for the record, he was just going to ask for stevia..)

* Pipsqueak- "dude! I have this awesome cut on my foot!"(she doesn't like to wear shoes.. I'm honestly not sure why the word 'awesome' was applied to a cut on her foot though....)

* (mom is brushing Pipsqueak's very long hair) Pipsqueak- "AHH!!! Mommy! I'm going to grow dreadlocks like Abbey when I'm big so you can't brush my hair!!!!"(come on, I don't have that many..)

* Dad- "I didn't study business or economics in college.. I studied FREAK-ONOMICS"(...we're all freaks here)

* (I was *trying* to concentrate on my homework, and instead drew a stupid little smiley face on Flash's arm...)

Flash- "Umm wow, it looks happy, sad, and angry all at the same time.."

Me- "Hmm.. It must be a girl"

* (mom walks through the room carrying Jambo, who has just made a mess all over himself and desperately needs a bath..)

Someone- "Ewwwww- Jambo's butt is touching your arm!!"

Flash- "I think I'd rather have horse poop on me than, say, jaguar poop... You know, because horses only eat grass and stuff. It'd be like having dirty grass on me instead of poop."

(I honestly have no idea how this thought entered her head... By the way, dad's answer is her new favorite topic of conversation. Unfortunately. Lets put is this way: A really gross way to explain photosynthesis to a toddler)

* Pipsqueak- "Pause your mouth"

(the remote control's operations were explained, and one of them particularly encouraged... It had the reverse effect)

* Pipsqueak- "You shot a cow!"

(not what you think.... It's something from a video game Flash and dad used to play. Something about an African safari hunt or something)

* Pipsqueak- "There's a noodle in my dress!"

(spaghetti is hard to eat for some people.......)

* Pipsqueak- "Oh crap!"

Me- "Oh crap!"

(ouch... I've realized that young children repeat everything. Flash and mom get quite angry at me whenever they hear something like that fly outta her mouth)

* Dad- "I've just decided to change my name to Nick Fury! HAHAHA"

Mom- "I think you should change it to 'Mick Flurry'"

(dad is in a good mood... And mom is craving ice cream)

* Pipsqueak- "Lookn' PaNub"

(heheh. It's from an old SNL skit with Eddy Murphy as Buckwheat from Little Rascals... A short parody of the song "looking for love")

* Mom- "If we lived in a warmer climate we could grow bananas.."

Pipsqueak- "Can Iclimb a tree?!"

Flash- "It's climb a tree day! Woohoo!"

Mom- "Unnnhhhh"

* Flash- "Oh yeah? Well, does your crotch smell like peanut butter?"

(ok. Obviously this one needs an explanation... Flash loves peanut butter, and he mixed some in with his bowl of ice cream one night. Flash is also a very messy eater, and he dumped peanut butter on his pants. Dad teased him. There you go)

* Flash- "I think I have a bug stuck in my braces..."

(wow. Yeah that's Flash)

* Dad's prayer- "......and please protect the ____ family, help them to recover from the earthquake and protect them from other earthquakes, volcanoes erupting,"

-suppressed snorting

"tsunamis,"

-giggles

"hurricanes,"

-laughter

and everything else that goes with living on a volcano..."

(in our family, some jokes die hard... Some even make their way into a prayer occasionally)

* Flash- "Why do you guys like that stuff? It's not music, it's a migraine."

(he was speaking to me and a friend about our like of metal and occasional screamo)

* Flash's modification to the previous quote- "Why are you guys listening to that migraine on a train?! Turn it off!"

(speaking to me, the same friend, and another.. I think I like this one better ;) )

* Pipsqueak- "You can't get me!...... You can't get me!!.... can you?"

(she like to play something like 'tag', problem is, me and Flash can't be bothered chasing her around the house as often as she'd like. So she'll say "can't get me" a couple times and run a few steps while looking over her shoulder, hoping to get us to run after her and tickle her. When we reply with only an unsatisfactory "yep, you're right", or "mmhm", she practically sits on us to give us tempting "head start" in the chase)

* Jambo- "Burp.....Burp.....Burp"

(baby's first words... How charming)

* Pipsqueak- "Peace dude-bathtub!"

(heh. When she was younger I taught her to say 'peace dude', she liked it, and added her own little twists... Bathtub was her favorite. ?)

* Pipsqueak- "Rock on!!"

(guilty.... Flash had a cow)

* Someone- "Hello dear, aren't you cute. And how old are you?"

Pipsqueak- "I'm (peace symbol) peace years old"

* Pipsqueak- "Kill the doctor"

(someone was discussing a fictional book they were reading, and apparently some doctor was killed in said book. She picked up on part of the conversation)

* Pipsqueak- "I need some muscit back here dad!"

(She was riding in the backseat of the car and hollered up that she wanted some music- good girl. It came out sounding more like "mewsgitt")

* Pipsqueak- "Look it's a long-haired dad!"

(She means a spider... Around here they are called 'daddy long legs'. Why she reversed it and exchanged legs for hair is uncertain)

* Mom, to dad- "Do you feel like discussing our calender right now?"

Pipsqueak- "Disgusting?"

* Dad- "Wisdom is like tentacles, it spreads out and grabs on to everything."

(good old dad. Proverb meets humor)

* Dad, in reference to teaching Pipsqueak- "We really need to work on being a better team, guys....."